BART fantasy vs. reality
Or, 1956 vs. 1972. Bummer, that. Shared to our Flickr pool by returnoftheyeti.
Your place to share stories on and off the bus.
Or, 1956 vs. 1972. Bummer, that. Shared to our Flickr pool by returnoftheyeti.
Photo by rodarte-f
This month we are starting a column called, “Ask a Muni Driver.” We have a kind Muni operator who has volunteered to be your source of all things from the driver’s seat. So send us your questions in the comments section and we’ll get them answered for you in our Ask a Driver column.
Photo by heather
Some of you are surely saying, “Yeah, riiiiiiight.” Others of you are all, “EFF YEAH BASEBALL!”
So, Giants fans, we want to know:
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Photo by caltexican
For a brief reprieve, here are some beautiful Muni photos, brought to you by the wonderful photographers in our Muni Flickr pool. We shall return to our regular coverage of Muni discoveries Monday.
Enjoy these photos and your weekend!
Photo by torbakhopper
Photo by Lynn Friedman
Photo by Jeremy Brooks
Photo by FarOutFlora
Photo by Brett L.
The other day, Kelsey tweeted @munidiaries looking for some answers:
My roommates got bleach thrown on them the other night on the 14. Anyone see anything?
Um, what? To that query, she provided the sordid details below:
So she did, and called him out, asking why he was staring and told him to stop. He proceeded to throw a Ritz cracker at them (oooh! scary!), and then they lashed back at him some more.
He then held up a water bottle with a clear liquid in it and said, “Do you know what’s in this bottle, girl? Do you know?” or something along those lines, and then after guessing it was rubbing alcohol, he proceeded to splash all three girls with the contents, which they immediately discovered was bleach as soon as it started dying their jackets and leggings/pants that it got on. According to her, just as this happened, the bus came to a stop and the man ran off of the bus. Around 8th and Mission, the driver made everyone get off and had to report the incident, but my roommate and friends went home instead of sticking around.
Ugh.
So, as always, be careful out there. As a lady who’s been in uncomfortable transit situations time and time again: I say Kelsey’s roommate had every right to be left alone on the bus. I’ve gotten angry more times than I could count over similar issues, and I’ve had my long-suffering husband advise repeatedly to hold my tongue and be the bigger person…because it could mean being the bigger, alive person. So, do we all just stay quiet and assume everyone is carrying bleach (or worse)? What do you do when you feel threatened or angry on the bus? Sound off in the comments.